Words, such trivial, insignificant clumps of characters, jotted down or uttered by the most careless of people at the most random of times. We use them to achieve our daily agendas, to forge or sever...

How could you see the stars if you spend your whole life being afraid of the dark? Every night when you close your eyes, by virtue of insomnia, the flashbacks start playing in your mind like a broken...

By Bridgette Dani (BMS Stage 2) I switched off the car ignition before looking out of the window, only to be greeted by the softness of the sun on my face. I grabbed my backpack and fixed my boots; I...